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tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
o céu
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
deixe-me ser sad
nós não éramos muitos
vinho velho a beber
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
o mais saddest do ano
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
assim perdido
sombras voadas que varrem perto
simplicity
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim

 



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